Each to their own I guess. I'd post a nice fart song for you, but I think you have posted enough of those to last ATS a lifetime.

You see thats were your wrong, I only posted about 2 fart song before on ATS that I can remember. The other song did not really count as a fart song
as it had only one fart in it. But in short I think we could use a few more fart songs here once in a while.

This one I am not so sure if it counts as a fart song, but its sung by our good friends Timon and Pumba again.

You know ever since I seen the jungle book when a kid. I always thought baloo was singing about the bear necessities, not the bare necessities. Here
I have been under the wrong impressions about that song the whole time. I figured you had to be a bear for it to apply to you. But I suppose you
can be a human and enjoy the bear necessities as well.

You need it, that's for sure
You receive, but always want more
Take it for granted, this lifetime and what's up ahead
But the day is coming
The day is near
The day is coming
You know what I mean
The day is coming
The way is clear
The day has come
Bang bang, on the door
You opened, not knowing what for
If opportunity, rears its head
Will you answer, or stay home in bed
Hey babe
Cause the day is coming
The day is near
The day is coming
You know what I mean
The day is coming
The way is clear
The day has come
Hey babe
Cause the day is coming
The day is near
The day is coming
You know what I mean
The day is coming
The way is clear
The day has come

Spinning out, gracefully
Going nowhere, quickly
I'm older, day by day
But still going back to my childhood way

Circuital
Round and round patiently
Getting lost by the guide
And I'm all worked up over nothing

Circuits
All in and out
Connect my body
Deep into the ground

Circuits
Connect the earth to the moon
And link our heavenly bodies
And not a moment too soon

Well you can fling open the windows
Or you can board them up
Satan's jeweled crown
Or Christ's humble cup

You think you'll find yourself out there
Out in the lion's den
In some bloody battle
Over belief systems

Or disappear into the vacuum
Total neutrality
Where you can't lose nothing
But nothing can be gained

Well anyway you cut it
We're just spinning around
Out on the circuits
Over the hallowed grounds
Out on the circuits
Over the hallowed grounds
Ending up in the same place
That we started out
Right back in the same place
Right back in the same place
That we starting out

I'm going home, y'all. Matter of weeks now, and but few of those. seven years was too doggone long too wait on something this blasted simple, and
WAY too long to spend scratchin' around in this armpit of the Earth.

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